Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The big 51.

It's been lucky number for those who've worn it in Le Tour, hope some of that luck rubs off on me as well.

As a birthday present to myself, I did three hours on the bike yesterday. Four Sunday afternoon.

Just rollin' along letting the miles and the magic of aerobic training do it's magic on the capillaries. Felt great, long zone 2 training rides are so nice. The humidity is gone, and the air is crisper. Autumn is knocking. A great time of year to ride.

About Me

I started bicycle racing New England roads way back in 1976 when shorts were wool, helmets leather and $250 could snag that white Peugeot PX10 that was all you needed to jump in the pack with the best.
A half-decent sprint forged modest amateur success, earned me the nickname “Fast Eddy”, and fueled an indelible cycling obsession - launching a lifetime in roles orbiting in and around cycling.
Top category amateur racer, founding member of New England’s most prestigious cycling club, product marketing manager for global cycling brands, European bike-biz veteran, creator and owner of one the coolest road-bike shops ever, occasional drinking partner of professional cycling champions.
At age 53 I’m now a family man, occasional masters racer and gran-fondo hunter - but not mellowing with age.
I’ve collected just enough cycling experiences to be dangerous. Warning for the politically correct: My world view on cycling is old-school, euro-centric, opinionated, and as hard-hitting Boston-Irish as a Dropkick Murphy’s soundtrack.